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Psycho's Mine

"What you gonna do? Force your way out?" He smirked. My eyes widened due to his audacity. "Y-you a$$hole!" I exclaimed in annoyance. Why can't he understand the word no? I saw how his demeanor got dark. His already chinky eyes narrowed into slits as he glared daggers at me. His stance grew predatory, and I blanched. He's being scary. "I am what?" He whispered animosity is on his voice. My tongue got tied as I tried to bite back a curt and failed. He was already walking towards me, but I held my place. I'm not going to show him he can intimidate me. We were just mere centimeters apart now, and his scent invaded my personal space again. "You are staying." He mumbled. His fingers traced the contour of my collar bone before dipping at the hollow on my neck. "And you know that we still have that deal, yeah?" He moved his fingers up my neck and grabbed me by my nape before pulling me close to him. His face hunched closer to nuzzle my neck, and then he started pressing little kisses that made my eyes close. He is seducing me... "We're going to seal that deal sooner or later, Lyubov moya. I hope you're ready." He rasped in my ear right before he bit down. --------------------------------------- Wynter McIver, Queen of the Boardroom. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she always gets what she wants. At 28, her mother pushes her to marry, but she never agreed nor even think about it. She's in her prime life and being tied down is still out of her mind. She had boyfriends before, but none of them could coax her into marriage. But when she met the ruggedly handsome and mysterious Keith Andrew Nagasaki, her thoughts in marriage fled out of the window. At last, she met her knight in an Armani suit, her other half, and she would do anything to have him. But when she discovered his deepest and darkest secret, she didn't know what to do. She was trapped in wanting the man and fearing him. WARNING: R18 Credits to the artist

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Healing

After a while, Wynter began to calm down again. Her tears had stopped flowing but her heart was hurting. Keith made her look at him by cupping both sides of her head and frowned at seeing her tear-stained face. He then rubbed the moisture off, gently tracing it away with his thumb.

"Do you want to go home?" He asked in a low voice.

Wynter sniffled and met his dark eyes. It was warmly looking at her as if he was trying to empathize with her emotions. She searched for something in those eyes of his, wanting to know.

"Okay," she then muttered and hugged him again.

Keith did not move instantly and just let her do as she pleases first. Few moments had passed before he stood up on the couch, bringing her with him. He carried her in a bridal style and Wynter did not protest. Instead, she nuzzled her face on his neck, inhaling his scent. It brought her temporary peace and made her calm down.